D.L. Hess Quotes

I want to make you feel things you've never felt, push you in ways you never knew existed, expand your horizons in ways you never dreamt needed expanding…"
Me too.
"I want to show you that pleasure can be pain…"
Whatever you want.
"And pain can be pleasure…"
Anything.
"And that those worlds can be yours if you just let go and exist…"
I'll follow you anywhere.
"I want to break you apart. And put you back together again."
I'm yours.
"Beautiful, I want to make you fly."
Please. Anything.

I won't ask you for anything you aren't willing to give me," he croons. "And I promise you'll enjoy it. Do you want to play?"
There's no question.
"Yes. Yes, I do.

I like to be in charge. I like to guide my bedmate, push her to her limits, expand her horizons. My pleasure comes from the power she gives me to decide how to bring her pleasure. My pleasure comes from the trust she gives me to show her what her body is capable of if she… just…lets…go…

I whisper, "What do I need?"

"Release."

That one word scrapes across my nerves and lights me on fire.

His deep voice dances on the air, murmuring hotly, "You need someone who will take all of your thoughts and responsibilities away from you, who lets you be free to just feel."

Suddenly, his hands are on my waist and he's pulling me onto his lap and I'm straddling his thigh and his hands are in my hair and his lips are on mine…

And the world stops.

The kiss is different than I expected. It's slow and tender, his lips soft and warm against mine. He tastes sweet, like the powdered sugar I spilt and the coffee with chicory he's always drinking. It's a perfect first kiss.

As much as I enjoy her laughter, I don't like the sound of her doubting herself. And that's something else I'm going to have to think about later on because the more I get to know Tori, the more I start to understand how she thinks and what makes her tick, the more I start to realize. . .

This woman could be dangerous.

I look at him and my body reacts in a way that it never has before, even in the throes of passion. I look at him and I start aching so deep inside it takes all I can to think, to breathe, to speak. He's like the brightest flame and it takes everything in me to resist its call.

I know that if I give in, I'll get burned so deeply, there might be nothing left once I come out the other side.

But, god, I want to step into that flame.

She's beautiful.

Her responsiveness is intoxicating.

I have to have this woman.

Holy mama llama. That's Nathanial Stone. Nathanial Stone is sitting in my booth. Nathanial Stone is in the Finewhile Diner sitting in my booth. I'm supposed to wait on Nathanial Stone. I'm going to make a fool out of myself. I just know it. I can feel it coming. Crap.

What if I told you that you occupy my every waking thought? That I dream about you at night? And that you feature in my darkest, dirtiest dreams? What then?